Epidemic

Rajesh Kumar (Inspector General, Central Jail) entered his office along with his trusted officers and he looked at the high pile of files in the EXECUTED and TO BE EXECUTED bins. He slumped in his chair, head in his hands, wishing for a brief private moment to cry.

“Sir, it’s nearly uncontrollable, spreading fast, like an epidemic,” said cherubic Ajith.

Jose added, “We have separated them, sir. We have to even convert the non-death-row side of the jail. We have created various wings: for politicians, doctors, scientists, engineers, homemakers, husbands, wives, kids. We are running out of notice boards and rooms.”

Rajesh enquired tiredly, “I don’t understand…are you segregating them by their profession or what?”

Ajith and Jose nearly replied together, “By crime, sir! According to whom they killed!”

“Ah! Of course...” Rajesh sighed.

“Sir, this is the last execution for today. The appeal for pardon has been rejected.” Ajith said handing over a file.

“This is that guy who tried to kill you,” Jose added, “tough decision, death sentence for a failed murder attempt. Now, judges are trying to eradicate all criminals. They are scared of being the next victim; or, trying to stop the spread of this disease.”

Rajesh took the file and looked inside. He signed at the bottom, approving the execution of his illegitimate son, the son uncared and unknown.